The crowd was buzzing at the bottom of the ladder, and as soon as the richly dressed boy stepped out of the carriage, the crowd swept him around like a tide. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe horse was frightened and neighed, and the groom who could not find the master shouted loudly, and the horse neighed louder, and the groom shouted louder.

There are young men with bags on their backs, girls who are reluctant to leave home and weep because their parents hold their hands, and there are also family children who are followed by four or five servants carrying large and small packages.

Some people cry, some laugh, some people have resolute eyes, some people are uneasy, and the selection of disciples gives people the feeling of rushing to the market.

"Quiet!" Several young disciples on the ladder of the climb surrounded a middle-aged man with gray temples, he was not too old, but he was responsible for assessing new disciples every year, and no matter how young his face was, he would inevitably have a few wrinkles.

The noise subsided, and people stopped moving, but before long someone began to weave through the crowd, bending down in search of stepped boots and feet crossed in search of their scattered companions.

Fang De, who had gray temples, immediately glanced at the people around him, and the horse-faced disciple stepped out of the crowd and shouted, "Those who can't stop, you can go home." ”

"What?"

"How can this be?!"

"You're too harsh!"

"No, no, I've walked thousands of miles to get here, please give me another chance. ”

Shocked, stunned, cursing, sobbing, begging, all kinds of voices were different, the only thing that was the same was that they were quickly taken away by the disciples of the Spirit Dao Sect who were mixed in the crowd.

"If you can't follow even the most basic rules, how can you believe that you can keep the rules of the door and keep the reputation of the Spirit Dao Gate?" Fang Desheng Ruohong Zhong said: "From the first moment you appear here, the test begins!"

After that, Fang De waved his hand to the crowd like a fly, and just as the unknown crowd didn't know whether to wave and greet in the same way, or listen to the instructions, someone in the crowd was rudely carried away.

"What for? We didn't say anything, we didn't do anything. ”

Fang De frowned in disgust, and the horse-faced disciple immediately scolded: "How many girls' buttocks did you touch while the crowd was crowded, and how many bags did you steal?"

Before the words fell, the screams of the girls sounded one after another in the middle of the crowd, and many rich-skinned children began to grope their waists.

The horse-faced disciple sneered, and said to the disciple of the Lingdao Sect who held up the thief: "Chop off which hand you use, and let them remember what the Lingdao Gate is for the rest of their lives." ”

Several people's knees suddenly weakened, and no one wanted to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy, but they were held tightly. Several people were taken down in the cry, and a miserable howl was heard in a moment, and everyone trembled, even if some people were still a little calm, but their faces inevitably became a little pale.

After a while, it was a little thin under the ladder to the sky, and many side doors that were mixed in the crowd and wanted to get some oil and water left quietly, Fang De did not tell the disciple to stop him, it was not the first time he was in charge of the selection of disciples, and many things became more and more lazy.

The horse-faced disciple glanced at everyone's faces and said, "Since no one is gone, the selection has officially begun." ”

Under the arrangement of the disciples, everyone lined up in a vertical line and put their hands on the circular spiritual meter in turn. The light emitted by the spirit meter is sometimes blue, sometimes red, sometimes purple, and of course, there are cases where there is no light to shine through, which means that it is not suitable for cultivation.

Blue, blue, red, and purple represent the level of talent, and also represent how far away they can go along the way to cultivation, and they also represent the resources that the Spirit Dao Sect will separate.

Some people are happy, some people are bitter, some people are depressed and leave, and the fact of cultivation gives people strength and self-confidence, but also makes countless people sad.

This kind of thing is of course a formality for Su Xiaoqi, and when the spirit detector is full of purple light, it certainly causes countless people to exclaim.

"Yes, that's right, I'm sorry guys, I'm a genius. ”

Excluding the servants, grooms, and reluctant elders, there were about 2,000 people who participated in the selection of disciples, but only 1,000 people passed the spirit testing process. Generating a sense of qi and cultivating spiritual power is even out of reach for many people.

Fang De coughed lightly, and the horse-faced disciple immediately pointed to the hazy Heaven Viewing Hall with understanding, and said, "The first level, ascend to the sky. ”

To be able to get to the Lingdao Gate, everyone naturally did their homework, and the horse-faced disciple gave an order, and the crowd immediately swarmed up, and a few people even climbed up to the hundred floors effortlessly in a few breaths.

The crowd suddenly walked away, and Su Xiaoqi, who was at the end, stepped onto the first stone step, however, his face instantly turned red as if he had secreted blood.

It was as if a mountain peak was dozens of feet high and smashed down in the air, and every bone, every vein, and every muscle of his body was groaning in pain, and his body seemed to be shattered in the immeasurable gravity at any moment.

Su Xiaoqi looked at the crowd walking like the wind in front of him, his heart was puzzled, he almost lost the strength to take the second step, couldn't these people feel the existence of gravity?

Continuing to carry it with the flesh obviously couldn't support it for too long, so Su Xiaoqi in the eyes of Fang De and the others began to make strange movements, and Su Xiaoqi's ears kept echoing with a thick male voice.

The eighth set of radio gymnastics for primary school students in the country.

Stretching exercises.

Preparation.

Rise!

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Two, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Three, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

Four, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight.

......

Su Xiaoqi's cheeks were hot and dry, and the stretching movement was running in his body, and he suddenly felt that gravity had been reduced by half. Under the weight of gravity, the muscles of the body are stronger, the meridians are tougher, and the bones are tighter.

The aura drawn from the air not only poured into the spiritual sea, but also dispersed to every cell in the body, and unconsciously, Su Xiaoqi surpassed one person after another who climbed upward, and at the same time, his cultivation was also steadily improving.

The 1,000-shelf staircase seems to be close at hand, but it feels like a long journey when you actually set foot on it. Many teenagers who were rushing blindly lost their strength, up, unable to exert their strength, down, unwilling, they could only sit on the steps and knead their calves, hoping that more people would fall off the team like themselves.

After a while, there were more and more people sitting on the stone steps, and Su Xiaoqi slowly became clear in the eyes of everyone, and there was a group of people who followed him to do the same thing behind him.

Raise your hands high, step on your left foot, stand upright, and then raise your hands high and take your right foot.

Su Xiaoqi swept past everyone like the wind, and there were more and more people following him, even if there were still people who fell out of the queue halfway, there were still hundreds of people.

No one can describe Su Xiaoqi's mood at the moment, he only feels that he wants to die now.